Trouble Songtext
von Beats in Progress

I′ll arrest the two of you
I'm afraid you′re both in for a lot of trouble
You can't get away with this behaviour!
I think we're in trouble


Ooh, Kashmere, we′re in deep trouble now
There′s a madman shouting our name, saying that he's gonna rob us out
He′s a lunatic with a gun, run, I think he's gonna shoot us
For breaking into his house and wiping our arses with his toothbrush
I shot my load in his stereo, poor cold cat and his Cheerios
Fed his dogs laxatives and what that did we′ll never know
Got gay porn sent to his house, his wife and kids left
Jumped into a taxi with their bags and see you, shipwreck
You know, Kashmere, I think we took it too far
At least with the bright pink paint, look now, the man needs a new car
Nothing makes me laugh more than playing practical jokes
When he threw the gay porn out we threw it straight back of the post
We brag and we boast about the tricks we play on people
But the people that we played 'em on are planning something evil
We′ll have to watch our backs, make sure they never find out
Never fall asleep at parties 'cause you're bound to lose an eyebrow

Now what was I doing?
I think we′re in trouble
Now what was I doing?
I think we′re in trouble
Now what was I doing?
I think we're in trouble
Now what was I doing?
I think we′re in trouble


Yo, the practical joker, exploding cigar smoker
Facing my fourth class with a boner
Mrs. Brighton had the ill cleavage
You should've seen it ′cause I did
I held a square mirror above her tit
Year nine, I was king of the wrestling elite
Speciality, piledriver on wintery cold concrete
Firing slingshots straight for the eyeball
Lacing my principals pickle sandwiches with a tin of Lysol
Puking his guts out, I'm laughing hysterically
As I dash into the staff room with a bottle of Crown Hennessy
Spiking the coffee machine, now they′re pissed off
Orgying, biology lesson for the kiddies
Kiss chase, yo, I was ready for action
Rolling for delf, couldn't keep my hands to myself
Robbed the girls, telling the teachers, "Yo, he's a bad egg
′Cause he keeps shoving his dills right between my legs," and yo

Now what was I doing?
I think we′re in trouble
Now what was I doing?
I think we're in trouble
Now what was I doing?
I think we′re in trouble
Now what was I doing?
I think we're in trouble

I think we′re in trouble
I think we're in trouble
I think we′re in trouble
I think we're in trouble
I think we're in trouble